Cranky. Old. Man?

I survived! And seem to be doing pretty well. Was down to the wire with that paper, but it's all done now. Handed in. I was actually the last person to turn it in on Friday, since I had a class from 3:30-4:20 (the history class itself is the hour before). So History Gast told me to sit down, catch my breath and then talked about vision quests and stuff. Might actually attempt one, as weird as it may sound. Research to follow.

Things that I love about the weekend:

- Take home exam not due until Tuesday, so guilt at only having done a couple problems is not huge

- Had the most hickish dinner ever on Friday: wine in individually packaged plastic bottles and Fazoli's, all eaten in my dorm room, on my desk, while watching TV on the internets. Ha, I didn't get caught.

- I accidentally flashed some Mormon missionaries on my bike and laughed so hard I almost fell off my bike. Wearing a skirt on a bike = fail. If entertaining fail, at least.

- Don't have to wake up early on Monday (though I shouldn't sleep all day)

- Sapporo. Big bottle. Not to be consumed after the last of hick wine, as it causes major bitchiness.

- BSG this weekend: ( Not really spoilerific, but just in case... )

- Chinese food that probably doesn't resemble anything the Chinese would actually make. And declining to learn what's in the brown sauce.

- Realizing this entry was in my queue all weekend, as I didn't really hang online much except to watch Queer As Folk, shut up, it's awesome.

- Because I can't seem to write, I worked on my Rinoa FST on and off. Once again proves my taste in music is the crazy sometimes (bad Latin, technopunk, spare drums, and female vocals prominent).

- Realization I am getting back to work soon! I MISSED WORK SO BAD. WORK > SCHOOL, I'M SORRY IT JUST IS.

- Neat bracelet that Drak gave me helped me do a tarot reading, which I haven't done in quite some time. Deck has gained a dry sense of humor and a slight attitude.

- Laundry starting, though not finishing. God, I hate it when I get behind because of insanity. Sure, I could wait until I get to my parents place, but I'm here until Saturday and well, dirty clothes smell.

~Cendri

( THE PLAN FOR THE WEEK )